Quick Wear: Domineering System on Your Own

When Lingjiu got in, Lu Cheng was already in the car, sitting in the back seat, while Old Man Ling was sitting in the passenger seat.

His eyes were bright and his face was like the rising sun, energetic and dazzling. He greeted Mr. Ling respectfully: "Hello, Grandpa Ling,"

Old Master Ling nodded: "You two must take good care of yourself over there and try to come back as soon as possible!"

Lu Cheng smiled and replied, "I will."

Then he continued to say to Lingjiu: "Sister Jiu, we will depend on each other from now on, so you must protect me well."

He had witnessed Lingjiu's strength. When he was a child, he was beaten by boys from other colleges. It was Lingjiu who saved him by fighting ten of them alone. From then on, Lingjiu was a supernatural being in his heart. However, Lingjiu kept a low profile and didn't allow him to tell anyone. He thought that even if he didn't say it, those who were beaten would definitely tell others! In the end, no one mentioned it. They must have been scared by Lingjiu. How amazing!

After a while, Ling Ce also got in the car. He was responsible for driving. Along the way, he kept telling Lu Cheng to take good care of his sister. Lu Cheng nodded in agreement.

They soon arrived at the train station, and someone took the luggage of the three people to the sleeper car. Lingjiu and Lucheng waved goodbye to Lingce. Lingce watched the three people go in and did not leave until the train started.

Lingjiu put the yellow croaker and money in the box into the space. Now there are some clothes and sheets in the box.

The other supplies have already been sent.

Now they need to go to Qing City to meet Grandpa's comrades.

The three of them lay in the car for the whole day, and ate the meals prepared by Ling's mother on the way. It was already three o'clock in the morning when they arrived in Qing City. After getting off the train, there was someone to guide them, and they soon met the people who came to pick them up.

"Hello, Chief! I'm Mayor Xiao's messenger to pick you up. My last name is Zhang."

"Hello, Secretary Zhang, I'm sorry to bother you." Mr. Ling replied.

After Lingjiu got in the car, she fell asleep in the back seat. After the car stopped, Lu Cheng was about to turn around and call her, but he saw that she had already sat up straight and was ready to get off.

After Lingjiu got off the car, he saw a man standing at the door. His facial features were relatively regular and his contours were clear, giving people a solemn and steady feeling.

He saw Old Man Ling get out of the car and come forward to greet him.

His voice was mellow: "Uncle Ling, hello, long time no see!"

This is Xiao Yuan, the mayor of Qing City.

Then he turned to look at Lingjiu: "You must be Xiaojiu!"

Lingjiu nodded and replied, "It's me."

"I'm about the same age as your father. You can just call me Uncle Xiao. Thank you for your hard work in coming all the way here."

"It's not hard, Uncle Xiao."

After Lu Cheng said hello, he led the three of them into the house.

"I will take you to see my father now." His tone was a little heavy, and he knew that his father was only breathing his last breath.

Lingjiu entered a room. After the old man fell ill, his once plump but now frail body seemed unable to withstand the ravages of time. Wrinkles were deeply engraved in every corner, like the rings in a story, telling the vicissitudes of time.

He had been suffering from illness for a long time. He was younger than Old Man Ling, but now he looked much older than Old Man Ling.

When Mr. Ling saw his good friend being devastated by illness, his restrained grief was like a drizzle, which was silent but soaked his clothes.

Lingjiu couldn't bear to see someone who had devoted his life to the country in his youth suffer this torture in his old age. She turned to Xiao Yuan and said, "Can I be alone with him for a while?"

Xiao Yuan glanced at his father on the bed and nodded slowly: "Okay."

Old Master Ling, Xiao Yuan and others left temporarily. Ling Jiu closed the door and walked to the bed.

I placed my hand on his forehead to relieve the pain. Without the pain, his complexion improved a little, but there was only one hour left.

Lingjiu looked at the old man on the bed and said softly, "You only have one last hour."

The old man put on a smile and spoke with some effort: "That's enough, thank you."

Lingjiu shook his head: "I'll go and ask them to come in."

Lingjiu opened the door and said to Xiao Yuan, "Grandpa Xiao has returned to his old age. Come in and say goodbye!"

Xiao Yuan's face changed drastically as he walked to the bed. His father's complexion was indeed much better than before. Thinking that his father was about to leave, the man in his forties squatted beside the bed like a child, holding his father's hand and crying bitterly.

Old Master Ling also looked at him with great sorrow, wanting to remember the last appearance of his friend.

Lingjiu walked out of the room. The rest was their time. He would leave peacefully, without any pain.

An hour later, hoarse cries were heard from the room continuously.

Lingjiu stayed in Qing City for the next few days. It was not until the funeral was over that Xiao Yuan, who had been busy for several days, finally arranged for the two of them to leave.

Xiao Yuan's voice was unusually hoarse at this moment. "The director of the Qingcheng County police station is a distant relative of my wife's. The Xiangyang Brigade is under the jurisdiction of Qingcheng County. If you have any questions, feel free to contact him. I've already made arrangements. His name is Zhang Qi, and he has a good relationship with the secretary of the Xiangyang Brigade."

Lu Cheng understood that he could have his way in Xiangyang Village with the help of Sister Jiu.

"Your train is at ten o'clock. I'll arrange for someone to take you to the train station. Zhang Qi will pick you up then."

Lingjiu glanced at his haggard face and said to him, "He passed away peacefully, without any pain."

He had some suspicions, but didn't ask. He just nodded and replied, "Yes, he passed away peacefully."

Old Man Ling hasn't been in very good condition these days. Xiao Yuan said he would take good care of him and send him back in a few days.

After bidding farewell to Old Man Ling and Xiao Yuan, the two boarded the train to Qingcheng County.

It only takes three hours to get from Qing City to Qingcheng County, so Lingjiu didn't ask Xiao Yuan to arrange a sleeper berth.

Lu Cheng only had one suitcase, and since he felt Ling Jiu's suitcase wasn't too heavy, he helped her carry it as well. Because there were so many people, it was a bit slow to move because of the crowd.

Lingjiu walked to his seat empty-handed but found that it was already occupied. It was an old man, with two seats to himself. The person opposite him should also be an educated youth, and he looked at the old man with disgust.

She walked forward and said calmly, "This is my place."

The old man raised his eyelids and said, "My legs and feet are not good. You are such a pretty girl, you must have a good heart. Anyway, we don't have much time, so why don't you stand for a while!"

"For the last time, this is my spot."

The old man smiled and said, "I won't recognize you, what can you do? Believe it or not, I will lie on the ground and ask you to take me to see a doctor."

The girl opposite couldn't bear to watch anymore.

One of the girls, a girl with pigtails and a few freckles on her face, said, "What's wrong with you? If it's not your seat, why are you still sitting there? Why don't you leave immediately?"

Another short-haired girl added, "It's your problem if your legs aren't working properly. Someone paid for the seat, so of course you have to return it."

The old man was also angry: "I say, what's wrong with you educated youth? You have no respect for the elderly and love for the young. I told you that my legs are not good. If something happens to me, will you be responsible for supporting me?"

At this time, a girl on the other side of the aisle also spoke up: "The old man said his legs are not in good condition, why don't you just stand for a while!"

Lingjiu turned to her and said, "White Lotus?"

The girl didn't know what that meant, but judging by Lingjiu's expression, it wasn't a good thing. She tried to retort, but was stopped by the boy next to her.